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Out of the fog |
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Out of the fog connection |
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Grasping The deception |
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Coming out of the fog |
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Grasping the connection |
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Grasping the deception. |
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There was a man called |
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Nate. He was a good man. |
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His girlfriend and the |
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Russian mate. |
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He was called |
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Nate. He decided to sublimate. |
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He went to |
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London. He called his |
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Father and said, "Father, it's Nate. Of both girlfriend and mate, I perchance do decide to replicate, For I am Nate." |
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The Russian maid revealed she was not a citizen of |
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New York State, |
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But had slipped in on a |
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Ukrainian crate. |
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Due to overtime we missed the gossip girl on |
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New York Channel number 38, |
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Which was not available anywhere else but in maybe |
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New Jersey |
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State. I am |
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Nate. I would like to do a lip as an actor, and do it straight. |
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In my role |
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I fail irate. |
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Is it too late |
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To cover the song by |
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The Fall called |
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Hot Cake? |
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The plough and the aid of un-natural offal, it disgusts. |
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There was a man called |
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Nate. Ringing in |
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England filming. |
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He said, "Hello mate." |
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I might have visited the gallery.... |
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I might visit the gallery known as |
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Tate. I am |
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Nate. I am an actor, |
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I'll do it straight. |
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A margin out of the connection, |
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Out of the fog in time. |
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Out of the fog connection. |
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I am Nate. |
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I am Nate. |
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On the streets of |
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Russia, The maidens and maids are irate. |
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He promised them homes. |
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Instead they got the crates. |
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I perchance! |